Have a Nice Apocalypse!
by Jack Powers
Judith always tried to look at the bright side. She knew as well as anyone that life could be cruel, but what good came from moping?
Obsolete Is a Word That No Longer Exists
by Manuela Amiouny
At one am, we remember how precious it is /
to have lived to forty.
Modern Cassandra
by Julia August
Modern Cassandra tries so hard to warn us, but all her visions go to Junk. I have an important revelation! she writes. I saw you in my dreams.
Saguaro Wedding
by Jordan Kurella
Might be said there never was no marriage between crow and cactus. Might be. But anyone telling you that’d be lying.
In Apocalypses and Flowerbeds
by Sara Omer
I know your kindness, but you never hesitate to put teeth in me. Someone should consume me, /
why can’t it be you?
Who Stayed in Gogol’s Overcoat
by Yelena Crane
After Nabokov’s exit, everyone on the outside must have thought, "enough!" Because no one’s come to try the overcoat on for size again. I’ve not given into despair. Most days.
A Love of Bicycles in the Violent Now
by Brandon Case
My kind hates humans for turning our fossilized ancestors into pollution and making our deep-ocean homes uninhabitable. But depleted oil reserves brought this resurgence of bicycles, which I love!
An Itemized List of Charitable Contributions
by Addison Smith
Vantablack Top (XL), $219. I wore it once. Connor wasn’t impressed.
